Chapter 11

The Cellar

It was Saturday night a little after 9 and everyone in Port Charles was at The Cellar. Carly was throwing her annual "I can throw a party" party that was in actuality a birthday party two weeks late for Emma. She had always tried to get Emma to come, and she never did, she wasn't ready. Carly, however, being herself continued the party every year anyway in hopes that one year Emma would show, the town of Port Charles grew to love it, many asked Carly what it was for and she would always answer "A Birthday".

Carly and Emma sat in a corner table talking. Somehow Carly had gotten Emma out of her normal t-shirt and baggy pants, and had her in a red form fitting halter top and hip hugger jeans. Carly had a black form-fitting halter top dress on that fell just below her knees. Across the room you could see Jason, Riley, Morgan, Michael, and Sonny all dressed reasonably nice. The first time they came to Carly's annual "bash" they all wore jeans, and t-shirts. They never did it again. Carly had done so much yelling it had left them deaf for a week, or so they said. Lila, and Sam had matching low cut spaghetti strap dresses on, Sam's fell just above her knees, and Lila's, lets just say if she bent over you saw more than you wanted.

The rest of PC was arriving, from the Q's to the Cassadine's, they were all there Emma scanned the room. She knew most of them from stories her Mom, Carly, and her Uncle Max had told her.

Emma looked to the table holding the mob family. She didn't get it. Why did she care so much? Sure she knew Michael, he was great to her. She just wasn't sure about the rest. She could deal with Riley, heck he had a crush on her and she knew it. Carly told her, and she had learned long ago that Carly could always tell about those sorts of things. Morgan she was hoping to get along with and if not Carly, or Michael would make him behave. Sam she wanted to steer clear of. Sonny, She wasn't sure about him, Carly said that she should get to know him, but that was Carly. Lila, well if she pulled anymore trick Lila was sure to make her sorry, for once in her life. The only one left was Jason.

Jason. Emma stared across the room at the man who was biologically her Father. She wasn't sure if she was mad, sad, or disappointed. She was all of them. She was mad at him for telling her Mom to leave, mad that he never came to see them, she was just mad. She was sad that she missed out on all that fatherly stuff, like the overbearing protectiveness, not that Max didn't fill that role, it just wasn't the same as if it had been her Dad. Most of all she was disappointed in him, in all of them. She wanted to know why they were so stubborn and why couldn't they be the better person and just apologize? Why?

Morgan brought Emma out of her thoughts as he approached. Morgan really didn't want to talk to her, Lila had dared him to, "see how horrible she was," so he went. Michael had told him to be nice, and Morgan would try but after what Lila had said he wasn't so sure. She had made it sound like Emma was some sort of disease.

Emma was sitting alone when Morgan sat down. Carly had left a few minutes ago to check on a problem at the bar. Morgan sat there and stared at her as she stared right back. Breaking the silence Emma spoke...

"To what do I owe the honor of having the mighty Morgan Corinthos sit at my table?"

Morgan looked at her like she was crazy, which only caused Emma to laugh.

"How do you know my name?"

"I've known your mom since before I could sit or stand on my own, I've heard some pretty wild stories about you. Any of them true?"

Morgan turned a brilliant shade of red. He wanted to know what his Mother had told this girl.

"Maybe, What'd she tell you?"

"Not much," Emma replied with a smirk, "Still go pee-pee in the potty?"

Morgan buried his head in his hand as Emma broke out in a fit of giggles. That was what he said the first time he didn't wet the bed. He had run around his mother's house at 2 in the morning screaming, "I go pee-pee in the potty".

"I can't believe she told you that."

"She showed me."

"What," Morgan practically screamed as he brought his head up to meet Emma's eyes. Emma started to laugh again.

"She ...She...She...She video...tapped you. You were...one adorable little boy," Emma got out between laughs.

"SHE DID WHAT?" Morgan screamed, causing everyone to look and Emma to laugh harder.

"You heard me," Emma laughed, as Morgan got up and walked towards his Mom, "Go easy on her."

"MOM," Morgan yelled as Emma got up and followed him.

"Yes sweetie," Carly replied to her son as everyone continued to watch.

"You video tapped me and let Emma watch it," Morgan questioned.

"Yes, She's seen a lot of the home videos."

"My favorite one was the one where all of you are playing barn yard animals in your boxers," Emma commented with a laugh.

This comment made Riley, Morgan, Michael, Jason, and Sonny all blush while turning menacing stares on Carly. Emma continued to laugh as Carly joined her.

"Alright enough of that," Carly says once she has regained her composure, "We got a dance floor to warm up." Carly grabbed her youngest sons arm and pulled him to the floor.

"You ain't half as bad as Lila made ya out to be," Morgan said over his shoulder, " Your ok in my book."

Emma smiled. She was slowly beginning to like her stay in Port Charles.

Emma had mingled for most of the night. It was close to midnight when Riley finally approached her.

"Get arrested lately," Riley asked.

"Only when I'm around you. So maybe you should go," Emma laughed.

"Is that so, well then maybe I should go," Riley began to walk away before he got to far he turned around, "One last question."

"What's that?"

Holding out his hand Riley spoke, "Can I have this dance?"

Emma extended her hand as she was led to the dance floor. Riley placed his hands on her hips as she wrapped her arms around her neck. They stared into each other's eyes. They had gotten lost in each other, and hadn't even realized that it wasn't a song that you would normally slow dance to.

They remained locked on each other's eyes until Emma felt a tap on the shoulder. Slowly Emma broke away and turned around.

SMACK

Author's Noteshey all, well here are 3 more chap's. hope you enjoyed, and thanks for the feedback, means a lot to me.